Steve Averbach, who was injured in a 2003 terror attack in Jerusalem, died today. Here’s a profile of him from a 2005 article:
Averbach was on his way to work on May 18, 2003, when he boarded the No. 6 bus in Jerusalem. The last passenger to board was dressed in the garb of an ultra-Orthodox Jew. Averbach, accustomed to scanning crowds for suspicious faces, noticed that the man was cleanshaven and had a strange bulge in his jacket – an Arab disguised as a Jew. Averbach reached for his gun but the bomber pulled detonated his explosives, which killed seven passengers and injured 20.
Averbach’s wounded body was found in the wreckage, his hand still on the gun’s trigger.
Glass had punctured his lungs. A ball bearing was lodged in his spine. He was barely conscious. But he mustered up the strength to tell police about the bullet in his gun. He didn’t want anyone to get hurt.
A police investigation determined the bomber had wanted to detonate in the center of town, a bustling, crowded area. Averbach had prevented dozens of deaths and injuries and was given a government award for his bravery.
Averbach, who spent the rest of his life paralyzed due to the injuries sustained in the attack, is also quoted as saying, “I made a choice. My choice was the correct one, so I can live with the outcome. If I wouldn’t have done anything, even if I would’ve walked away without a scratch, I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself.”
I believe this quality is called courage. Rest in peace, Mr. Averbach, and may God comfort your family in their sorrow.